Three dwagons, a pink, a purple, and a yellow, attack from out of the treetops. The pink dwagon spits bubbles at one of the Woodsy Elves; the purple grabs one with its mouth and another with its front paws; and the yellow gulps down one whole while spearing another with its tail.

The sounds of various local critters are heard over the aftermath of the battle. The bodies of the Woodsy Elves lie littered on the field, one with his head covered in pink goo, another bound to a tree by the goo, another buried under a pile of dwagon crap, and several others simply lying dead among their fallen bows and arrows.